Anger, despair and a ray of hope for those living with Parkinson’s Disease

HE WAS racing down a corridor as per usual when he noticed that his left heel was clipping the ground. Intermittently.

Unbidden. Two days later, he observed that the heel on his left shoe was wearing down faster than its mate. Odd, but no more than odd.

Then, at a meeting where he was seated, elbow on table, he registered his hand trembling slightly. He moved. The tremor vanished. Putting on his socks one morning, he realised the second toe on one of his feet was shivering. All on its own. Peculiar. Funny, even. That was the year 2000.